Gabthecrab

amq:

It was a hot & sultry afternoon, sometime at the end of June,
We had collapsed ourselves in shade somewhere,
To conclude our love affair.
But it was too damn hot to speak that much,
It felt easier to touch; so we forgot to fall apart that day,
And the next day…

It was a cold and endless sky above,
When he decided he was through with love,
The leaves were piles of skeletons; and he was only skin and bones,
And then he went to the bridge so he could fall,
And drop down far away from it all,
But the water looked so black and deep,
That he closed his eyes and he went to sleep,
‘til the next day.

The snow fell hard from five to five,
You had to drink to stay alive,
But you were hoping it would kill you too,
At least you’d have something changing you,
Cause you were cold as the ice at your front door,
You raised a trembling glass and shouted, “Fuck the war!”
And then you fell into oblivion; lying on your bed with your shoes on,
‘til the next day…

Baby close your eyes until tomorrow,
It could bring joy, it could bring sorrow,
But it will come sure as light; try not to dream a dream tonight,
Imagine that you’re standing here,
And suddenly you disappear,
A thread cut with a carving knife - That is what they call our life.

Stars - A Thread Cut With A Carving Knife

I fuckn love stars.